For the first two days, no one really saw Jimin too much. Namjoon continuously tried to talk to him, but Jimin kept his door locked and didn't respond. He came out to eat but he ate alone. He was showering and working out, but ignoring his members.

Jimin found himself in the same position he was a few days ago. He was standing completely naked in front of a full-body mirror. His doctor had told him it would help raise his self-esteem by looking at himself in the mirror every day. It has started to help until three days ago.

And again, all Jimin could feel was uncomfortable. He felt like he hasn't showered in a year, but he had just a few hours ago. He felt like he needed to scratch all of his skin off so he wouldn't be able to feel encased, stuck, and so suffocated in his own body.

Jimin's hands went up to his face and a low groan rose in his throat. He dug his nails in to his cheek and looked in the mirror at his face.

"AGH!" He screamed and punched the mirror, the glass shattering and slicing Jimin's palms and knuckles. Jimin's legs gave out and he fell to the floor, breathing shakily as he watched thick streams of blood race down his forearm and drip on to his thighs and stomach. The only thing he could feel in his hand was pain. The entire mirror hadn't broken, but where he had punched was completely out of the frame. The bottom section of the mirror, where he could see his trembling body, was cracked and none of the images of himself lined up. It's exactly how he felt on the inside.

"Jimin?" Hoseok knocked loudly on the door when he heard a scream, then glass breaking. There wasn't a response. Yoongi appeared behind him. "Jimin, open up." He requested, both of them standing and waiting for the door to open. "Jimi-" The brown door opened, revealing Jimin in a gray hoodie and black shorts.

"I've got it!" Jimin smiled at Yoongi and gently pushed past the two older members to get his shoes. Hoseok looked inside of Jimin's room, and saw blood and glass on the carpet. His mind instantly traced back to his boyfriend and he panicked. "Jimin, why is there blood on your carpet?" He asked, immediately following Jimin. "It's fine, I promise- listen, I found it! I found the perfect title for my solo song." Jimin told Hoseok, sitting down on the floor as he grabbed black boots.

"Woah Jimin, your hand is bleeding!" Yoongi scolded and stopped Jimin, lifting his hand to look at it. "It's fine-" "No, that's a shit ton of blood! What happened?" Yoongi demanded an answer from him, holding his wrist that had trails of dried blood on it.

"Hyung, I'm okay. I punched my mirror- but I'm fine, I've got to get to the industry." Jimin took his arm back and zipped up his boots. Yoongi looked at Hoseok for reinforcements but Hoseok was biting his lip and keeping his gaze on Jimin's smooth thighs.

Yoongi rolled his eyes. "Why did you punch your mirror? There could be glass in your hand." He asked. "No, there isn't. I'll wash it off and send your pictures when I get to the industry. Then, when I'm done with my solo song for Wings, you can be the first one to hear it." Jimin gently tapped Yoongi's nose and giggled, grabbing his car keys and escaping the dorm.

"He isn't okay, is he?" Hoseok put his hands on his hips. "I don't think so..." Yoongi watched Jimin drive off, then went over to Hoseok. "I don't know what to do, I tried talking to him just like everyone else but he doesn't listen." He sighed. "Hey, you tried, and that's all that matters. When he's ready, he'll talk to us." Hoseok assured him and placed his arms on Yoongi's waist. "I know...I just don't want anyone to end up like a bag of shit like I did-" "You are a pretty little butterfly, I don't know what you're talking about." Hoseok interrupted. Yoongi gave him a boxy smile. Hoseok kissed his cheek before asking how long he has been clean for. "Four weeks, I think. I'm pretty sure, anyway." He answered, awkwardly keeping his arms to his side. "A month! That's amazing, Yoongi hyung!" Hoseok celebrated and pampered Yoongi's face in kisses, jumping up and down on his heels.

Yoongi felt his cheeks get hot. "It's not that big of a deal-" "But it is, it is a big deal! I'm so proud of you!" Hoseok shook his head and kissed Yoongi on the lips. Yoongi shyly kissed back and felt Hoseok grab his hands. He hesitated to interlock their fingers, but it wasn't rare at all; for him to hesitate.

Hoseok smiled and went to pull away but Yoongi kept them close. It led him to assume Yoongi wanted more, but he didn't know how much. Or maybe, Yoongi just wanted to kiss.

So, Hoseok walked Yoongi back to the wall by the front door, only about three steps back. Yoongi's back gently hit the wall, and his hands broke contact with Hoseok's. They went up to his shoulders and Hoseok followed, now pinning him to the wall. Yoongi froze a little, not really moving anything else than his mouth and hands. Hoseok knew he was just flustered from the heat coming from his cheeks.

Jungkook was on the way to Jimin's room to see what the screaming was, but instead he stopped in his tracks at the sight by the front door. He looked at the couples' body language. Hoseok was standing a safe distance from Yoongi and seemed more relaxed than the older, but by the way they kissed slowly and sensually it wasn't rushed or forced. Jungkook felt his gym shorts get slightly tighter around his waist, as he watched their mouths move against the other.

Hoseok could hear his own heartbeat as he pushed his tongue against Yoongi's lips, but he wasn't expecting Yoongi to automatically part his lips and allow access. Hoseok was now the one to blush as he started to explore the inside of Yoongi's mouth, circling his tongue around Yoongi's and everywhere in between.

Jungkook gulped, watching Yoongi melt in to the kiss. He watched Yoongi's knees buckle and he suddenly grinded his hips on Hoseok's thigh. He heard a quiet grunt from Yoongi when they collided.

Hoseok slowly pulled away from Yoongi and looked in to his sparkling brown eyes. His lips were red and shiny with salvia, and he was breathing heavily. His cheeks were a deeper red than his lips.

"Are you okay?" Hoseok asked nervously, hoping he didn't push too far on anything. "Yeah, I'm-I-I'm really good...mhm." Yoongi nodded his head and looked down at Hoseok, watching as he spread his legs on Hoseok's thigh like he was riding it. "O-okay, just wanted to make sure." Hoseok felt Yoongi on his thigh, but he wasn't sure if he should do anything. Yoongi might have been grinding on his lap and kissing roughly a few times, but this felt different- it felt serious.

Jungkook didn't know why he didn't move, or leave, or say anything. He just watched the couple start to make out again, and Hoseok rub his thigh on Yoongi's groin. Jungkook heard him moan quietly once or twice when Hoseok would push up with more force.

Yoongi huffed and tossed his arms over Hoseok's neck, pulling him closer. Hoseok felt Yoongi whine and he started to quickly rock his hips on his thigh, building up friction on his thick erection. After only a few moments when Hoseok had gotten bold enough to grab Yoongi's waist, Yoongi's hips stuttered and he bit Hoseok's bottom lip. Hoseok pulled back and Yoongi's eyebrows scrunched, his teeth coming out to bite hard on his own lips.

He leaned closer and kissed Yoongi's neck, grazing his teeth against the skin in a teasing way. Yoongi threw his head back and his hips spasmed out of rhythm. "Hoseok-" He gasped, choking silently on a moan as Hoseok applied more pressure on his cock. "I'm..." Yoongi threaded his hands through Hoseok's hair and tugged gently. Hoseok groaned in to Yoongi's neck, not expecting his hair being tugged to feel as good as it did. Yoongi's body shook as he orgasmed, Hoseok holding him up by his waist since his legs had gone limp from the shock. He smirked as Yoongi clung to him, jerking his hips frantically on Hoseok's thigh, riding out his orgasm.

"Coming in your pants, hm? So dirty~" Hoseok whispered in his ear, nibbling on his earlobe. He helped Yoongi by grinding his thigh slowly, and letting Yoongi grind back. "Fuck..." Yoongi panted and rested his head on Hoseok's shoulder. "Holy fuck, Hoseok-ah..." He readjusted his position, feeling his cock throb as the pressure on him was released. He could feel his own cum stick to his base and underwear, creating a mess in his pants.

"Are you okay?" Hoseok chuckled and kissed Yoongi's hot cheek. "Yeah..." Yoongi nodded his head and looked up to Hoseok. "I just thought that I wouldn't trust anybody enough to do anything like that. But I'm okay, honest." He explained, giving a soft kiss to Hoseok's shoulder. "Aww, I feel special~" Hoseok teased. He slowly removed his leg after making sure Yoongi was able to keep himself up.

Yoongi laughed breathlessly and looked past Hoseok- making direct eye-contact with Jungkook. "How long have you been there?" He immediately asked. Hoseok took a step back from Yoongi and turned around.

Jungkook was still in a mini trance, but he eventually got himself to blink it away. "N-not long." He stuttered out. The thought that he just watched Yoongi, his respected hyung go through an orgasm didn't even cross his mind as he spoke. "Are you sure, because you look like a deer in headlights." Hoseok chuckled nervously, wondering if Jungkook was lying or not.

"Yeah, I'm sure. I was looking for Jimin hyung." Jungkook's face turned red and he turned to rush back to his room.

Hoseok looked at Yoongi and they both started laughing.